So, I'm racing this weekend. You probably didn't know that because I haven't mentioned it fifty times in the past three hours. I'm taking the fourth crack at racing 70.3 miles, and I'm hoping that this will be the time that I finally can release my demons of this distance into the past. Looking back at my first three attempts, I've walked the back five miles of the run after coming back from injury way too quickly, I've crashed my bike and I've puked for an entire half marathon . Worse than what the clock has said, I've had two pretty rough and unhappy days as an athlete through these miles, and that is the history that I would really like to just wash away. I think that a lot of my mental problems stemmed from a significant amount of pressure I was putting on myself , and I've done everything I can to let the pressure just simmer down this round. For one, I will be racing this distance twice this fall, which means that while I do have...